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[cagedinflesh]

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[gehennawind]

Paloma covers her mouth to hide the next giggle, ashamed enough to be fast about conditioning.

“Hey... go ahead and talk with him alone?”

[cagedinflesh]

He nods, giving her a little smile. "I think that's a good idea. Don't worry about rushing yourself!" Although the sooner she's done the sooner he gets to see her more, so...you know.

Once he's dressed again, more casually than she'd have seen, although it's still a button-down shirt and slacks, he goes out to the hall. "Teddy? Come here." They end up on a sofa, one brother curled up and wrapped around the other's waist, clinging. Jekyll just sits there and pets his hair.

[gehennawind]

There is no salvaging the once-beautiful panties. They still match her bra— but there’s more to a serviceable pair than color. Paloma dithers for too long, looking around herself and the room as though a man’s drawers will have the answer.

Her unfortunate reality is to go without. In a fresh sweater and her dress underneath she descends the staircase with a fist clenched, keeping her skirt from flowing too freely. She soon finds the two. The cloud in her face clears at the picture they make, handsome but sad. A little lonely. Like their world is struggling to adapt to her.

“Hey, Edward, I... swear I didn’t mean anything,” she tries. “Poorly.”

[cagedinflesh]

The moment he hears Paloma's voice, Hyde scrambles to sit up and play it cool. He wasn't being a pathetic lapdog soaking up petting! "It's fine, whatever." Of course he won't apologise for being the one to freak out over nothing, but getting over it is still something...

But he does notice her hand, and grins at her when he thinks he's worked it out. "Actually, I've got something for you to apologise myself."

"Edward!" Jekyll sounds positively delighted, his brother saying sorry for acting irrationally, imagine! As much as it's a shame to lose a nice docile moment, he doesn't protest when Hyde gets up to take Paloma by the wrist and lead her back up the stairs once again, into his room where he goes to his dresser.

[gehennawind]

The change is comical, and their abrupt departure equally so, although she’s naturally apprehensive given what a hound Edward can—

“You don’t owe me a thing,” she declares, goosebumps raised on her exposed bits. At least they don’t have the aircon turned on, Lord Jesus. “Won’t the food be getting cold? I-I kept you waiting?”

[cagedinflesh]

"It'll only take a minute, and you'll feel a lot more comfortable." He's helping. That's why he digs around for a moment before laying out several pairs of panties, some made for a man, others he'd probably have to do some tucking in. Either way she has her choice. "Something's better than nothing."

Jekyll's sure to check on dinner in their absence.

[gehennawind]

Paloma could just die.

“Ah.” Her entire head tingles from the blood rushing to it. What can be done but gape at the impressive collection he’s laying out, for her, from his private dresser?

The hem of her dress makes for a grounding clenched fist. “H-how’d you know I have nothing on?”

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"Because you're being weird and look uncomfortable. Holding your dress like that. Easy to guess they got a little too filthy." Just accept his panties. "Maybe this? Your ass might be too powerful for anything else." He laughs, offering a thong. It's only true.

[gehennawind]

Christ. He saw through it instantly, didn’t he?

The more items he brings out the more her palms inch up her cheeks, clamping over them in increasing humiliation. “Powerful— ass!! I’ve never worn a thong in my life and where did you get that!”

[cagedinflesh]

"At a store?" Well if she doesn't want a thong then there's still panties to try, a little looser than his hip size to not crush his junk, so there's potential... Another suggestion is held up, "If you like lace?" A similar style to what she had.

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Paloma reluctantly takes a look through her fingers at the black little thing on offer. It DOES match, tempting her to silence and reconsidering borrowing his panties.

“Um!” His collection is certainly expansive, surprising her in a good way. She’d thought he was too macho-obsessive. Unless... “They’re not borrowed from some other...? Right? They’re yours?”

Wearing another lady friend’s undies doesn’t sit comfortably with her.

[cagedinflesh]

"Yeah they're mine, is that so hard to believe?" Doesn't she know by now he's into some shit? "I mean it's not like I just wear 'em around, it's not too comfortable. Keeping some girl's panties would be weird."

She's gonna mame him self conscious??? "I got some stockings if you want. Garterbelt?"

[gehennawind]

A curious look of interest flickers over her. Hyde in stockings and a garterbelt, huh?

“You didn’t bite my um, my ankles.” Flushing but lowering her hands, Paloma goes for the black lace and stretches them over her crotch. To check its elasticity. “Just my neck. ‘N my mouth...”

They’re better than wearing nothing. She steps into the undies, wiggling them up thighs thicker than his by far.

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"Not too late for me to do it," he grins, waggling his eyebrows at her. But there he sees her interest and flashes even more teeth. "You wanna see, huh? I'll dress up nice for you any time."

[gehennawind]

Tighter fit than she likes to shop for, but this isn’t a dressing room and they’ve kept dinner waiting too long already. Paloma straightens with a hand beneath the dress to wiggle her new underwear around.

She puts on an affectation of disinterest. “Dunno. Maybe. If you want.”

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"Well not if you're not gonna give a shit..." She should know better, he sounds pouty now. And that means he needs to at least get attention one way or another. "Jekyll's into it. He fucking loves stockings." Some shock factor with a legitimate tip for her hidden in it. But mostly he wants to get a reaction.

[gehennawind]

He cleanly saw straight through her panty-less facade! He’s supposed to do the same with her fake boredom!!

Her eyebrows hike up and she stops fiddling for a second. “Hmm... I mean. Hmm!” Handsome Henry Jekyll in a pair of sheer stockings. Maybe embroidered? He could afford quality...

Paloma smooths her skirt out with a dusting of red over her round cheeks. “So... how about cake?”

[cagedinflesh]

Wow rude she did not take it the right way, he meant Harry likes looking at them, specifically that he wears that kind of stuff when fucking his brother, she was supposed to be offended and maybe a little aroused about him!!!!

The pouting continues. "Yeah, time for cake then..."

[gehennawind]

Incest? What incest? They’re talking about how the twins rock a pair of stockings?

His pouting is too pronounced to ignore; she crosses the floor to him with vivid recollection of his earlier mood swing, sliding her arms over his shoulders. Distractingly, she hopes. “First, thank you for saving me from putting my you-know on your chairs...?”

[cagedinflesh]

Give him that reaction he craves!!!

"No problem." At least he reacts well to her touch, leaning into it to rest his chin on her shoulder.

But he mumbles, "I don't want you to go." Maybe that's why he's particularly volatile tonight.

[gehennawind]

He stoops a bit to do it, naturally. And here they are, the truth from him, all talk of stockings and Henry laid aside. His chin is bony and there’s not much cushion on her either, but Paloma likes how they fit, how he drapes over like a morose blanket. Lets her feel like she’s keeping him upright.

But what can she say?

“What were you up to last week, before the gallery showing? What did you wanna do?”

[cagedinflesh]

He thinks about it for a while, but really can't come up with anything much... "Fight? And like, get fucked and fucked up." And that's about it. He doesn't have a lot going on.

[gehennawind]

Hmm.

“Ah,” hmm. More pieces of the puzzle fall into place. If the highlight of his days is, was, mindlessly screwing and brawling and getting high...

Paloma caresses his upper back in soothing circles, feeling so badly for the boy who throws himself into a lot of nothing and of whom nothing is expected. “Why’d you study art?”

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"Well I wasn't gonna study accounting. I just kinda took some arts classes because it was something to do, like I'd be painting or reading anyway so... I didn't have the band then so I just fucking sat around alone while Jekyll was in class all day every day. So I went to his with him a few times but that was boring as hell." He might be more passionate about it more than he lets on but that'd be lame.

[gehennawind]

He’d paint and read regardless of the classes! Paloma seizes that buoyant lifeline, identifying them as the important aspects of his life aside from music and his twin.

“I’d bet money nothing holds your attention if you don’t give a crap in the first place,” she teases, tickling behind his ear. “The painting you gave me has too much of you in it. I see that now, Edward.”